A CLARION CALL
The clarion call sounded
A sound of heartbreak
Why keep mute
Why should sons of the land
Devour the land
And live a merciless land at hand
Its lips tremble for water
Its eye seek for a bosom.
A shattered grain of hope
The bemoans of the land.
Did i tell you i was dumb?
Cried out the son of the land.
Dumb not are you but like two silly lambs do you follow ignorance
Be perturbed be vigilant
The land is ours to make
Jane Nichole Asare
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